Cruel

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Blood dripping,
Mouth cruel,
What a wonder he was.

Everyone saw him for what he did,
Saw only the actions,
But nobody saw why he was the way he was.

But I knew him from the inside,
I saw him bare and naked,
I saw his raw feelings, and his love.

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